Entry 91615 – Onward 

Don’t we all walk a path Which looks here and there, In shadows it hides and the sun sometimes blinds us? I wondered long and hard over when my feet would lead Where I thought it looked like a leading place lay. If not paved quite, cleared- not thick with thorny brush, But it was….

Entry 72315- Unknowing as an Art

   Imagine for a moment  that your language is as foreign as the many you don’t understand. Your thoughts are jibberish nonsense. You have no tongue. Imagine, for a moment,  there’s no home in your words. Your ideas are now timeless. Cells renew raceless,  Self as you know it exists borderless. Consider this your greatest…